I love hats. I have scads of them, although there’s a handful I wear the most. I have been collecting them for more than a decade now. I started wearing hats on a regular basis after I became a newspaper reporter. I have a black fedora my husband gave me for Christmas one year–after all, every reporter worth his or her salt needs a good fedora, right?
I have black, torquoise, tan, brown, coral, red, navy, white, multi-colored hats in straw, paper, felt, velvet and fabric, dressy hats, casual hats (more of the latter than the former)
They are great for bad hair days; on sunny days they help protect me from the UV rays and on rainy days, they help keep me dry. I love a good hat. They can be both stylish and functional, fun and practical.
And I love movies and TV series with good hats, which generally means period dramas these days. There’s just something about a hat . . . and I like the looks of Mr. Armitage in a hat/cap/scarf, too.
Some words of wisdom I was once given by the owner of the last millinery shop in Birmingham. “You can wear a hairstyle and you can wear a hat, but you cannot necessarily do them both at the same time” and “You must wear the hat, you cannot let the hat wear you.”
(photos courtesy of Google images/RANet)